This poem was originally posted on one of my other blogs in 2009. During some cyber housekeeping I found it again and it spoke to me with the same intensity expressed six years ago. It wants to be shared here on ‘the echoes’. With love.
silence has found me
its ruthless simplicity
has culled the clutter
I never knew existed
in the corridors of my brain
its unstoppable tide
has drowned the demon
that danced through my days,
control, adjust, fix!
its throbbing roar
has muted the mutterings
the pleas for reprieve,
from the screaming ‘me-me!’ myth
its yawning vastness
has swallowed whole
the impostor who once laid claim
to this luminous lifestream:
t i m e
its perfect love
has melted all that I took
to be me
in its crucible of fiery
and the receptors in these cells
heard the words
the whole world hungers
you are loved!
how could it be otherwise
when separation from your essence
Image – Johann Heinrich Füssli, The Silence, oil on canvas, 1799-1801
Source – Wikimedia Commons
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20 thoughts on “silence has found me”
Thank you Beloved
Gratitude for your sweet comment Nina ❤
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with Love I share…
Thank you for sharing, dear soulspeak2013…
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Thank you for sharing, dear Time of Silence…
Fine work Miriam Louisa – many congratulations. H ❤
I consider these words, coming from YOU, dear Hariod, the highest praise! I shall herewith pass them on to Emptiness… Bowing and grinning from ear to ear… ❤
This morning I read the following: ‘… mind is a flow of thoughts, and a thought is a movement in consciousness… Total Consciousness is Absolute and we cannot talk of movement there, anymore than we can say that space can go for a walk – there simply is no outer space into which space can go for a stroll,’
So, silence is absence of thought-movement, mind gone quiet.
I’m delighted you are back in comment mode again, dear Alberto!
Yes, it is exactly so… excellent quote. The silence spoken of here does not refer to the absence of noise, but “mind gone quiet” regardless of conditions. ⭐
Beautiful miriam, really quite beautiful.
– sonmi upon the Cloud
Shyly beaming up at you, dear Sonmi… ⭐
What a delight to meet you here again, dear Laura – it seems like a-g-e-s…
Thank you for your kind comment!
Thank you for sharing this again Louisa… as now I can enjoy it too. Mx
Thank you. Love it ♥
Interesting how you wrote “it wants to be shared here.” I am grateful I found it it.
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Wow, this is stunning! Really powerful and inspiring wise. I can really relate to the beautiful paradox it expressed for me of the wild passion and strong serenity that silence can bring about. Having just begun a year of volunteer cooking in a silent retreat centre, the timing is perfect. A friend sent the link to me, and I’m grateful she did. Thanks for sharing this with us, and rediscovering it for yourself. Blessings, Harula x
harulawordsthatserve silent retreat center? Sounds nice. Maybe I will look into one of those near me. I’m close to Washington DC.